Fear [Niall Horan]

Us

After a heavy make-out session last night eventually Niall and I fell asleep in each other's arms, which is exactly how I woke up a few moments ago; snuggled into Niall's chest, warm and comforted. Moving carefully and slowly I wrapped my arm around his waist and nuzzled my head deeper into his chest. I thought I'd been gentle enough not to wake him but his breathing says otherwise.

"Hmm morning," Niall's husky morning voice croaked.

"Sorry I didn't mean to wake you up."

"It's ok," he replied with a smile then kisses my forehead. "Can't sleep all day."

"This is true."

Niall's smile widens into a full on grin before he pulls me on top of him. I giggle and lay my hands on his chest before resting my chin on my hands looking into his gorgeous dark blue eyes. I don't think I've ever been so happy and content before. Having only known Niall a little while I wouldn't have thought I would be so comfortable around him but I am, it's like I've known him for years.

"You look so cute with messy bed hair," Niall tells me as he ruffles the top of my head knotting my hair even more.

"Stop, don't you'll make it worse," I laugh swatting his hand away.

"Oh but you look so good."

"Shut, up."

Niall grabs my wrists and pulls me up his chest so I am able to tuck my head into his neck while he cuddles me. I wrap my arms under his neck and hug him back as tight as I can. This moment right here is perfect.

"You hungry? Do you want some breakfast?"

"Oh yes please, what we having?"

"Toast ok?" He asks and I nod

"Have you got something I can wear?"

"Yeah hang on."

Niall gets up from the bed revealing his boxer covered sexy bottom and bare torso. I watch his every move as he makes his way over to a set of draws and pulls out a couple of T-shirts along with some clean boxers and sweatpants.

"Here you wear these," he says throwing me one of the T-shirts and the sweat pants.

"Thank you."

Niall heads out the room like a gentleman so I can change. I quickly pull on the T-shirt then the sweatpants before leaving the bedroom. Once in the main room of Niall's apartment I find him in the kitchen fully clothed buttering some toast.

"Hi."

"Hey, take a seat breakfast is nearly ready," he says as he turns and gives me a cheeky grin, god I love his smile.

I take a seat on the worn down sofa and wait for Niall to bring our food over. He takes a seat next to me placing one plate on his lap full with buttered toast. I grab one of the slices off the plate and take a big bite enjoying the greasy bread.

"Yummy," I says smirking at Niall. "You make great toast."

"Well I make it enough so it better be good."

We both continue to eat until all the toast is gone and Niall sets the empty plate on the floor. I figure now's a good time as ever to bring up the subject of 'us'.

"So erm, I wanted to ask you something."

"Go on then," Niall encourages

"Well I don't know how to bring it up really I just erm. I was wondering what this is between us, what are we?"

Niall falls silent for a second but not long enough for me to worry too much. I don't know what I want from this friendship/relationship but I'd like to know where I stand at least.

"Well what do you want us to be?"

"I honestly don't know, I just I need to know where I stand in this. I don't want to be used and I know you've said you won't do that again, but with us getting close like this and after that make out session last night."

"We'll take it slow, see how things go. I like you Lexi and you like me, so we'll take things one step at a time and see what happens," Niall suggests and I agree.

"Sounds like a plan."

I lean in and place a gentle kiss to Niall's rough but wet lips but before things get too heated again I have to pull away. I've been out all night and not even told my mum where I am or what I was doing, she's going to freak.

"So erm I hate to spoil the fun but I should get going, my mum's probably going stir crazy worrying about me."

"Do you have to go?"

"Afraid so," I say pecking his lips again then getting up from the sofa.

On my way to the bedroom I grab the plate off the floor and set it on the kitchen side. I grab my phone and keys from Niall's room and slip them into the pockets of his sweats he loaned me. Once I have everything I need I return to the living room and say goodbye to Niall.

"Text me ok."

"Will do, be safe getting home."

After another sweet kiss I exit Niall's apartment building and make my way home. The whole walk all I can think about is how mum's going to freak out and kick off as soon as I walk through the door. She's got to understand though that I'm not a little kid anymore. I turn the corner to my street and when I get to my house I let myself in.

"LEXI GET IN HERE NOW!" My mother's voice calls angrily from the living room; I let out a sigh take a deep breath and make my way inside.

When I enter the living room mum is sat up right in her usual spot looking 100% pissed at the world, I knew this would happen.

"Where have you been?"

"I was out with Niall last night, you knew that," I replied with slight sarcasm

"So you don't call or texts to say you're staying out. I thought you were taking it slow this time round because of what he done to you!"

"We didn't do anything. I just stayed at his because it was late, what do you think I'm some slapper now or something. I told you I wasn't going to rush into anything with him again and there you go just assuming that I will."

"Don't talk to me like that Lexi, I'm just looking out for you, I worry about you. After everything that happened with Jasmine I can't help but worry about you."

"Don't bring her up. You have no right to bring her into any of this, she's my friend and she died protecting me, so don't bring her into this," I say feeling myself getting angrier.

"I was just saying," she says with a calmer tone. "I worry about you that's all."

"Well don't, I'm fine."

I spin on my heels; head back into the hallway and go upstairs to my room. Once in my room I close the door behind me and slump down on my bed. I can't believe she would bring Jasmine up like that, she has no right. Jasmine was my best friend; she was like a sister to me.

I feel the tears welling up in my eyes and quickly wipe them away. I can't let myself fall back into that hole again, I can't get depressed again. I promised Niall I wouldn't, so I won't. I breathe deeply and pull my duvet over my still clothed body making myself comfortable. Closing my eyes I think of Niall and how much he's trying to be the good guy I know he is before drifting into a somewhat peaceful slumber.